"Sir, I'm busy!"
"Li Wuwei, are you attending the banquet today?”
The gatekeeper came out of the security room and felt that it was impossible!
"I have a meal ticket! I was replaced. My December salary has not been settled yet. Guan Xiang still has to come to the factory to collect his salary the day after tomorrow.”
Li Wuwei said as he handed out a cigarette. He didn't smoke it himself. He had to be careful when he entered the factory.
"I see! Then go in quickly. You can still get the vegetables in advance.”
The old gatekeeper took the cigarette and spoke.
"Alright!"
He then went through the door and rode his bicycle to the factory. He had sweated and bled. It was exaggerated.
But at least it was a place where he had contributed his youth. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have weekends, he could really continue to work.
They had already transmigrated once, so who could still accept 996!
Most importantly, it was still early to start work. They had to be at the factory at eight o'clock. Excluding the weekends, they only had six days off a year. The production team was not that busy!
"Yo, Director, you're busy."
The black-faced director was in his fifties, and he was a decent person.
"Li Wuwei, why are you here again?”
The black-faced director had a headache just looking at this worker. He had made their workshop famous.
"A grand banquet! There's still some time. I'll go help my wife with some work and contribute to the factory.”
These words sounded nice, but the black-faced director did not believe it. If you had this kind of awareness, why would you let your wife take over?
"Go! Don't provoke Jia Dongxu. He hasn't been acting normally recently.”
The dark-faced director pointed at his brain. He had to worry about the workers 'emotions every day.
"Don't worry, Jia Dongxu is my brother.”
Li Wuwei's heart skipped a beat. It couldn't be, right? He was still fine this morning! That was the son of Jia Zhangshi, he should have a strong psychological quality!
"Don't mention your brother anymore. Just don't provoke him. It's New Year's Day today!”
The dark-faced director quickly interrupted him. It was your brother who harmed him.
"Alright!"
Li Wuwei followed him into the workshop. Everyone could not help but point at him, but no one went over to talk to him.
Last time, Tang Rude had said too much and ended up getting an invitation. Today was New Year's Day, so he had to take it easy.
When Jia Dongxu heard the commotion, he turned his head and saw Li Wuwei. He immediately felt uneasy.
"Dongxu, don't be distracted!"
Yi Zhonghai reminded him that there was not much work in the workshop today, so he had time to teach his disciples.
"Alright, Master!"
Jia Dongxu was tapping, which was to drill a screw hole for the part. After someone got it, they could screw the screw in.
This job was not tiring, but it was not resistant to dirt. The old equipment needed to be cooled, and he was still an apprentice who could only do low-end work.
"Huai Ru!"
"Brother, you're here."
Qin Huairu was inspecting the small parts. There was no skill involved in this job at all.
"Okay, you do your thing. I'll take the lunch box to get some food later and save a seat for you. Let's eat well.”
Li Wuwei rolled up his sleeves. He wasn't wearing his factory uniform, so his clothes were still passable. He had to make sure they weren't dirty, or else Qin Huiru would be tired from washing them.
After seeing the tools and parts in the workshop, his inspiration burst again. He always wanted to do something, and then he couldn't help but start operating.
Qin Huairu's work station was his to begin with. The tools and whatnot from before were still there.
Besides, the welding torches in the workshop were all for public use.
However, the current fitter would take on any kind of work. Otherwise, with the equipment of the rolling mill, which mainly produced steel rolling, it would only need to raise a few fitter to repair the steel rolling machine.
"Eh, what is Li Wuwei busy with? Doesn't he have gastric problems?"
"Didn't you see him squatting? I heard that he can't stand for a long time due to his stomach problem.”
"Is there really such an illness? Squatting is even more tiring than standing."
The workers all had their own jobs. Even if they were to dawdle, they had to pretend, so they did not get close to watch.
After Li Wuwei started working, he couldn't stop at all. The inspiration in his mind urged him to make something.
Fortunately, it was a small toy. Otherwise, he would have to work overtime on New Year's Day.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Qin Huairu asked a few questions, but no one answered, so she decided not to bother about it. She also wanted to finish her work as soon as possible.
After a while, Li Wuwei let out a long sigh. The work was finally completed. If it was really of great use, he would not call it handmade. However, it would depend on the era.
"Huai Ru, this is for you!"
Li Wuwei placed his small work on his wife's work desk.
"Brother, what is this?"
Qin Huairu was a little stunned. It was not her fault for being ignorant. If it were anyone else, they would not know what it was either.
There was a rectangular iron box on the table. It was only slightly smaller than the porcelain cup. There was a hole on one side and a handle on the other side.
"Watch, I'll show you.”
Li Wuwei picked up a pencil beside him, opened the valve, and stuffed it into the hole. Then, he grabbed the handle and shook it a few times. When he took out the pencil, it was already sharpened.
"Ya! This is for sharpening a pencil!"
Qin Huairu understood." But this is no different from cutting with a knife.”
She immediately picked up the knife beside her and drew a few strokes on the pencil. Wasn't this simple?
"Ahem, this is called a pencil sharpener. The lines that are sharpened look better. Just leave it here as a small gift for you.”
Li Wuwei was a little embarrassed. Damn, his wife's taste couldn't understand the power of his pencil sharpeners.
The main reason was that children nowadays were not so delicate. They were used to sharpening their pens with knives since they were young. Not to mention knives, there were also machetes, sickles, and kitchen knives.
Therefore, Qin Huairu didn't give him any benefits from the pencil sharpeners. Forget it, it was just a useless little toy at the moment.
"Yes, yes, I like it very much!"
Qin Huairu said something that she did not mean. However, after she sharpened the pencil herself, she fell in love with it immediately. It was like a toy.
"It's almost time. I have to go get food.”
Li Wuwei thought to himself that he had almost missed the time. He immediately picked up two lunch boxes and headed straight to the cafeteria. This could also be considered as cutting off Hu!
"Aiya, this isn't about martial ethics. He can run away first if he doesn't go to work. We can still wait.”
"Forget it. There's a limit to how much he can eat. It doesn't matter if he goes early or late.”
"I saw him busy over there just now. He seemed to have made something for Qin Huairu.”
"Mind your own business. He used to be a workshop worker, after all. It's not a big deal to waste some small materials.”
The workers were chatting when they suddenly saw the workshop director bring in a few people who looked like officials.
"Director Bi, this way please. Welcome to our workshop for an inspection.”
The black-faced director was beside him, accompanying him carefully. Although everyone called him director, the person who came was a big leader. He was the direct superior of the rolling mill and was from the smelting department.
"I'm just looking around. I don't want to delay the lunch at the factory.”
Bi Jianhua nodded. Today was New Year's Day, so he came over to inspect the place. He also had a big lunch with the workers at noon.
When the workers saw a leader coming, they quickly pretended to work seriously. Although the workers were in charge now, it depended on how big the leader was.
Not only was the workshop director there, but even the factory manager was there.
However, Qin Huairu didn't notice the person who had come. She was still sharpening her pencil. She had a box of pens that she usually used for recording. She had already sharpened them so that it would be more convenient for her to use them in the future.
"Eh?"
Bi Jianhua suddenly stopped in his tracks. It was not because he saw the beautiful female worker, but because of the thing in her hand.
He put a pencil into a black box and spun it a few times with his other hand. When the pencil was taken out, it would be sharpened.
"Lady, what is this?”
When Qin Huairu heard the voice, she was stunned the moment she raised her head. She had never seen such a scene before. She also did not know the factory director and the higher-ups.
"Qin Huairu, this is Director Bi. Answer whatever he asks.”
The black-faced director was also curious about what kind of box it was. He hadn't seen her before.
"Yes!"
Qin Huairu replied," This is a pencil sharpener. My man made it himself. It's not very useful. It's just that the sharpened pencil looks good."”
The black-faced director suddenly realized that his man was Li Wuwei. He was about to say something when the higher-up next to him spoke.
"Lady, can I try? How do I operate this thing?”
Bi Jianhua's judgment was different from ordinary people. He instinctively felt that this pencil sharpener was not simple.
"Alright! There's a switch here. Press it to open the valve and put the pencil in..."
Qin Huairu gave a simple explanation.
Bi Jianhua immediately took a new pencil and tried it. After putting it down, he grabbed the handle and turned it a few times. There was a little resistance, but after a few rounds, he felt empty.
"Female comrade, how is this slippery?”
"It's not a slippery thread. It's that you can't sharpen the pencil after you sharpen it. It's effortless to turn it.”
Qin Huairu found this amusing.
"Eh?"
Bi Jianhua pressed the valve and took out the pencil. As expected, a pencil tip that had been sharpened into a cone was ready.
"This pencil sharpener is not simple. It contains a lot of technology.”
Bi Jianhua picked up another pencil that hadn't been sharpened and pointed it at a stroke. The length was exactly the same. In other words, after sharpening the pencil, there was no waste.
"Female comrade, which worker is your man? Call him over quickly. I want to talk to him!”
Bi Jianhua was very happy. The technical content of the pencil sharpeners was very promising.
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